Companion
Cheers to that person that you can count on,
Someone to call a true companion,
A little too blunt, crude, reckless, or cold-hearted–it doesn't matter,
For you know he's there when troubles scatter,
The number be a person or two,
Or a big circle you call your crew,
The count may remain the same, decrease and increase,
But the bond shared will never cease,
Whenever you're in a pickle,
And you feel misery or panic trickles,
Know that I am around,
To turn it all around.
-PjS
2021-02-04 12:39:22
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